#AmericanWriters
Delight becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain. The mountaln at a given distance
Shall I take thee, the Poet said To the propounded word? Be stationed with the Candidates Till I have finer tried— The Poet searched Philology
123 Many cross the Rhine In this cup of mine. Sip old Frankfort air From my brown Cigar.
989 Gratitude—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
929 How far is it to Heaven? As far as Death this way— Of River or of Ridge beyond Was no discovery.
498 I envy Seas, whereon He rides— I envy Spokes of Wheels Of Chariots, that Him convey— I envy Crooked Hills
323 As if I asked a common Alms, And in my wondering hand A Stranger pressed a Kingdom, And I, bewildered, stand—
295 Unto like Story—Trouble has entic… How Kinsmen fell— Brothers and Sister—who preferred… And their young will
310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—
XVIII READ, sweet, how others strove, Till we are stouter; What they renounced, Till we are less afraid;
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
222 When Katie walks, this simple pai… When Katie runs unwearied they fo… When Katie kneels, their loving h… Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, wit…
363 I went to thank Her— But She Slept— Her Bed—a funneled Stone— With Nosegays at the Head and Fo…
774 It is a lonesome Glee— Yet sanctifies the Mind— With fair association— Afar upon the Wind